Based on "Casey at the Bat" by Ernest L. Thayer The evening looked quite dismal at the Polo Cl...b that night;The patrons, in their suits and ties, seemed angry and uptight,So when Crystal broke a heel, and Beth's stockings had a run,The owner of the drag club said, "I fear we are undone!" A big-shot critic's out there now, just waiting to review.If the show tonight ain't really good, then our days here are through.We've only one last single. You spent about seventy-five mindless hours of brokering deals for your boss. You lost nights of sex with Amy as she knew you were going to get a huge promotion and get her into her fabulous dream house. Her confidence in you helps you overcome the doubts about your boring life.You slip a hand on her thigh as the supernatural monsters fight against the kid heroes of the show. They prevent the big bad from ending the world. You see a big smile across her face, loving the tv show as you love this. I could feel her big boobs on my chest and she felt my big hard dick on her stomach. We kissed and kissed and kissed and I removed her belt and opened the zip of her jeans. She signaled me that she wanted to remove my pants and t-shirt. Then came out my huge dick and she held it with her hands.She was praising my dick. “This is what I was looking for since all these days. this bloody dick is so huge than in pictures,” were her words. She licked the tip of my dick and sucked the little juice. It was both sad and a relief at the same time. Her husband, now ex-husband had become increasingly manipulative, his emotion regulation skills seemed to be degenerating and every time he was angry or sad he blamed it on her, as if it was her job to shield him from emotions. For a while she’d tried, but it was impossible to predict what would make him angry. It could be that someone had parked in his parkingspot, or that the dishes hadn’t been done, or it could be the other way round, that he.Read More